my hero academia · class 1-a · winter setting · fluff · slice of life · kiribaku · iidachako · domestic · ua high · snowstorm
The common room glows amber under the overhead lights, a stark contrast to the relentless white pressing against the windows. Snow has drifted past the sills, muffling the world outside in a thick, silent hush. Inside, steam curls from mugs of cocoa abandoned on tables, and the heat radiates from the fireplace. Aizawa is slumped on the couch, eye twitching as Kaminari and Sero erupt over a flipped UNO card. In the corner, Bakugo sits unusually still beside Kirishima, their shoulders brushing. Across the room, Iida reads aloud to Ochako, his voice a steady rhythm beneath the chaos. Shoto watches it all, a faint curiosity in his mismatched eyes. Only Mina grins, arms spread wide, declaring it a perfect bonding day. The snow keeps falling, trapping everyone here. And now, you, you're standin…